Viktor, the keeper of the clock tower, watches over its hands and the moon. A little girl in a nightgown, who decided to run away from home, climbs to the top of the tower with a plan to implement, and a bag of biscuits. The scenario is a world at night, but still naive, grotesque and allusive, between sleep and wake, with strange flowers inducing sleep. A dreamlike fairy tale, sensual and rarefied, in which no one is any longer what they believe, while the intertwined dreams of the characters reveal a disturbing mystery and make some stories, far back in time, give us answers to urgent questions. Do we really want to know the meaning of our actions, if it goes beyond our existence?